ange's musings

so just got home from casey q's who has done a stunning job making me over with her massive store of make up. it was quite a treat to get her expertise on my make up and i was well impressed with what she managed to do with my eyes - wow didn't know how dramatically differing i could look with a bit of eyeshadow here and highlighter there! i remember wearing make up far more frequently before i started coming to university when i decided that i just couldn't be bothered and she reminded me that i can actually look pretty good, if i take some time over all that stuff. its amazing how quickly my standards drop, now putting on a bit of a mascara is effort! Hmmm...think i am gonna take casey's tips and try and do more with my face or the "human palette", as casey likes to call it! had such a great bank holiday saturday was lush mate, lush. spent what felt like hours, strumming my sisters gorge guitar, that wood is just such a great shell for the vibrations, sounds

this is something i am honestly trying to stop doing. being a feeler most of the time means this is a weakness for me and i am learning that i need to take action against it otherwise when i least expect it i can start spiralling with thoughts based on not so great feelings and latching onto the truth beyond becomes impossible. a great book i am re-reading The Cross-centered life, by c.j.mahaney is reminding me of how easily we base our view of God on how we feel rather than on what is real - this is a trap i no longer want to fall into and am glad to be learning that its a common problem amongst crispies (along with legalism and condemning ourselves according to mahaney) but the truth of the word cuts through it. praise him! just had a lovely time lieing in st. andrew's pak near my house, as its such a light and mild evening, didn't want to miss the opportunity to enjoy dusk in my little corner of the world. it was nice to see others were too, but i didn't stay too long wi

So I'm now into my second week back from bristol after 3 weeks in Ukraine. Pics all on bubbleshare thanks to lovely Mark. Seem to rather more settled back into bristle than I was this time last week, which is a nice feeling and just trying to process what I am doing with myself for the next couple of months as via draws to an end. Chatting to a guy who is thinking about doing all that I have been doing this last year in 2008, really brought home how soon it will be before I'll be back in the scene of studentdom at Bristol medical school struggling to be confident on my own ground whilst being exposed to demanding deans and doctors. Its not all bad I know, but my mind is only cycling all the bad loops i'm afraid. Returning to Christchurch Clifton for yesterday's evening service reminded me of the eternal home I have and how through shifting times, changing seasons and the general temporary nature of all the parts of my life (at least that is how it often feels) God is